On The Other Side: I Quit Being Human



"Layland Kleinhaus is coming, you know."

Sitting on one of the stools in the laboratory, Brianna Johnson stiffened. Helia noted in amusement how her words affected the blonde.

"Are you doubting Lord Rusceus' protection?" Helia quirked an eyebrow.

"I wouldn't dare…" Brianna muttered. "Layland is quirky. I am afraid that he will target me first."

"Well, considering the history between the two of you, it is not surprising. But you don't have to worry. Lord Rusceus is sure that he will prioritize saving this human. Harming you will be his least concern."

Brianna turned to Helia and smiled wryly at her wide grin. She wasn't comforted in the slightest. Her gaze turned toward the naked figure in the cage on the left. Her skin was unblemished and fair as a baby. Her figure was one that many women dreamed of having but couldn't get. She would have made you sigh in amazement if she didn't sport an eerie empty look in her eyes. It was the first time Brianna didn't envy someone prettier than her.

Winerva had been through a lot for the past three days. She had been beaten, skinned and dissected only to recover in a few minutes. It was an unending cycle of torture that Brianna was sure she wouldn't be able to withstand. Brianna tore her gaze away from Winerva and faced the wall before her. She immediately winced as her eyes laid on the collection of skins pinned to the wall. There was a total of nine of them and they belonged to Winerva.

"Shouldn't we take a rest? I mean, we have been doing this for three days straight," Brianna said timidly.

"Sick of beating the shit out of that human already? I thought you liked it. You always look ecstatic whenever you do it," Helia responded curiously, causing Brianna to flinch. "Well, to answer, we can't stop. To increase her regeneration rate, we have to inflict more injuries on her. I know you have been secretly healing her in each session. Stop it. It will only slow down the process."

"What is it in it for us, anyway? Isn't it going to be disadvantageous for us if she gets stronger?" Brianna asked, brushing away the call-out.

"That is negligible when we can produce thousands of soldiers like her. She will be worth no more than a communal toilet by that point." Helia shrugged before something crossed her mind. Her eyes glinted in intrigue. "By the way, do you know that your frisky act with Young Lord Maurice was recorded?"

"Huh?"

Helia chuckled at Brianna's shocked look and then took out a Projection Orb. She wordlessly projected the scene of a woman being roughly pounded by Maurice while hanging loosely from a rope like a chandelier.

"That is…" Brianna muttered. "Not me."

"Well, that is you, but we did a few alterations," Helia answered the unasked question.

Brianna turned to Winerva and then to the ecstatic look the figure in the projection had. That alteration was the most outrageous for her as she had never enjoyed what Maurice had done to her.

"What are we going to do with it?"

"We are sending it to Layland Kleinhaus. He must have received around fifteen at this point."

"Why?"

"Demons don't like it when their whores are being toyed like that. Aren't humans the same?"

Brianna shook her head. "Why do we need to rile Layland up?"

"Ask that to Lord Rusceus," she answered with a shrug.

After finishing whatever she was doing, Helia walked to the cage containing Winerva. Winerva remained unresponsive even when she yanked her hair. She dragged Winerva across the room and then tied her to a standing platform. Her body was displayed in an X position, allowing the world to marvel at her glorious figure. Every part of her body was visible.

"What are we going to do?" Brianna asked nervously as Helia took an arm-length tube.

"Feed her this." Helia showed off the tube, prompting Brianna to look at the murky liquid it contained. "We are going to ruin her from the inside this time."

"What is that?"

"A digestive medicine. It will clean everything hampering your digestive system along with it."

Brianna shut her mouth and watched as Helia opened Winerva's mouth. Despite her impassive look, Winerva was giving a fierce fight. She couldn't die, after all. She should do anything she could to prevent herself from suffering any more pain. Helia eventually got irked by Winerva's defiance. She punched Winerva's jaw, dislocating it easily. Shoving the tube inside Winerva's mouth, she emptied its content.

Nothing happened at first. Winerva merely gritted her teeth as soon as her jaw healed. When her stomach gurgled, she opened her mouth and screamed. Brianna and Helia watched as Winerva thrashed in her restraint to no avail. They took a step back when she vomited a black liquid mixed with blood.

Before Brianna's horrified gaze, blood flowed out of Winerva's urethra as if it were urine. A yellowish-green liquid mixed with blood gushed out of Winerva's other excretion hole, making Brianna gag. She was not bothered by the smell. After what they had done to Winerva, she was already immune to pungent smells. She was appalled by the excruciating pain that Winerva must be feeling. She couldn't handle the thought of having to experience that.

After what felt like an eternity, Winerva stopped screaming and thrashing. Helia waved her hand, causing the byproduct of the experiment to vanish. With Brianna trailing behind, she approached Winerva with a smirk on her face.

"How did it feel to urinate and defecate after three days? Must be a relief, right?"

Ptooi!

Winerva spat on Helia's face. "I will make sure you regret ever doing this."

Wiping her face calmly, Helia returned, "Well, I just have to make sure to have fun with you before your boyfriend arrives." With a smirk, she cut Winerva's limbs cleanly.

Winerva fell to her side, wincing slightly as her stump clashed with the floor. She had gotten used to the pain, but it still bothered her. As she wondered what they were going to do next, she was flipped by Helia. She immediately scowled upon noticing Helia's exposed nether region.

"Although Hydras can survive without food and drink for years, the pain is unbearable. You should know it best since you have been experiencing it for the last three days." Helia smirked as she spread the slit in her loin. "Open your mouth and have a drink!"

Winerva closed her eyes and turned her face to the side. The warm liquid bathed her face and she could only grit her teeth in anger. Her mind was filled with unbridled rage. She swore to pay the pain and humiliation back a hundredfold. Her heart sank when her head was yanked and brought toward the despicable Demon's loin. If her Mana was not sealed, she would have torn the Demon to pieces.

Bam! Bam! Bam!

Winerva was dropped unceremoniously before her face made contact with the accursed area. Helia turned to the offending door and scowled. With a wave of her hand, her pants covered her lower half. As she walked to the door, Brianna covered Winerva with a blanket. She lifted her to the more enclosed part of the laboratory, ignoring the stench covering Winerva's head.

"General Helia, there is something in the sky that you might want to see," said the Demon who was urging Helia to open the door.

"You are disturbing my fun time because of this shit?" Helia growled.

Before the Demon could explain himself, the sky rumbled and a wave of suffocating killing intent descended upon them. The low-ranked Demon fell face first meanwhile Helia widened her eyes in shock.

"A Dragon?" she muttered apprehensively. Glancing at Brianna, she was met with her fear-stricken look. Ignoring that, she said, "Have fun with her while I am looking at what is happening."

The unresponsive Brianna was only deliriously muttering, "He is coming. He is coming. He is coming. He is coming. He is coming!"

In the sky of the Consio Kingdom, a 70-foot-tall figure overlooked the entire region. Above him, a massive vortex cast a shadow upon some of the areas of the kingdom. His Mana pressure crushed the civilians below him. The weaker ones died without knowing what happened whereas the stronger ones endured the soul-crushing pressure face-planted. Only the lucky ones managed to look at the telltale signs of disaster in the sky.

"Where is he?" the domineering figure muttered darkly.

He was waiting for the cause of his distress to appear. He had uncharacteristically chosen a direct approach but the Seventh Demon King, Rusceus Consio wasn't showing up. His patience had run out. He had held himself back enough.

[Toph Agomena Kathartomenon]!

As soon as those words were uttered, everyone's soul was shaken. They didn't need to know it was a Dragon Spell to fear it.

"Carve this deeply in your mind! My name is Layland Kleinhaus and I am here to retrieve my companion. A single tear on her skin is tantamount to 1,000 souls, 5,000 souls for a drop of her blood, 3,000 souls for a drop of her tears, and 10,000 souls for every second of humiliation she has suffered. Play around and you will be left with an empty nation," the young Draconic Demon declared thunderously.

Bringing his hand down, millions of ice spears rained down the sky. Nine blue light pillars descended upon the areas the vortex's shadow covered, freezing them at a rapid pace. Ice covered the areas, turning them into a tundra. The screams of the helpless civilians were muffled by the rumbling sky. Blood couldn't even pool the ground as it immediately froze upon being shed.

The lucky ones stared at Layland. It had been a peaceful day until he came. The civilians couldn't understand what happened. They questioned why their Liege had stared into the abyss. The abyss didn't only stare back but also came to haunt them.